A Hole in the Wall
Yesterday I was kicking the wall on my left as I was laying in my bed. I felt a hollow spot and accidentally kicked it right open (for some reason this statement sounds wrong). Apparently the insides of my wooden wall were starting to get infested with termites and what protected the outside world with these disgusting insects that gave me goosebumps after this realization was merely a thick coat of white paint.
Anyone could be just like that wooden wall inside my room: looks and seems ok on the outside, but once that person starts to crack, you would see just how much you were unaware of the damage that a person has been concealing after all this time. Eventually, he/she will break down and you would live to regret why you overlooked a seemingly harmless flaw.
Now, I guess I have to get that wall in my room torn down soon.
